In addition to a few senior brothers who had thoughts about the death of the Holy Son, many people also had thoughts.
Even the great elders, Dharma protectors, etc. are all ready to fight.
Once your sons, grandsons, disciples, disciples, etc. become the Son of God, it will be a good thing for them.
At least, the status will be consolidated, or even higher.
If the Holy Son can take a further step, he may become the successor of the leader in the future... By then, the rising tide will lift all boats, and their status will naturally become even more extraordinary.
Therefore, as the news of the death of the Holy Son spread, many people became concerned.
"Hmph, why do you think he died? If I don't let him die, will he die?"
The silver-robed old man snorted to himself.
"You think you have a chance now that he's dead? It's just a daydream."
Soon, he appeared and looked towards the 'Holy Heaven Temple' not far away.
This time, he sacrificed his most proud disciple for the birth of the Blood Ancestor, but unfortunately he failed.
Fortunately, this time it was the leader who came to him and promised him various benefits... Even if the Holy Son died, it wouldn't be a big loss.
Otherwise, he would really not be willing to let his most proud disciple die.
Only when the profit is sufficient can the proud disciple be sacrificed.
"Saint Zuo Dharma Protector."
Someone came and said hello to the old man.
The old man nodded, without saying much, and walked slowly towards the Holy Temple.
Swish.
The door of the Holy Heaven Palace opened silently.
The old man looked at the throne at the end of Shengtian Sect, and a strange color flashed in his eyes.
Back then, he also had hope... of sitting in this seat.
It's a pity...he lost.
However, he was defeated back then, and now he will never be defeated again.
The bargaining chip gained by losing a proud disciple is enough to allow him to truly control the entire Shengtian Sect in the near future!
The leader...is old and facing a great calamity.
Although at the moment, he and You Sheng Dharma Protector almost have the final say in the entire Shengtian Sect, but what he wants is not to have the final say with others, but... to have the final say alone!
"It's a pity that the birth of the Blood Ancestor still failed. Otherwise... I would be the master of this Shengtian Sect."
The old man shook his head. This time, he lost the bet.
Not only did he lose his proud disciple, but his junior brother also died there.
Fortunately... there are all kinds of benefits promised by the leader. Without these benefits, he would not have agreed before and sacrificed the blood of his proud disciples and others!
His thoughts flashed through his mind, and he slowly came to the front and sat on the upper left seat.
"I've seen Zuo Sheng protector."
One after another, many people appeared and greeted each other.
The old man still nodded. In the Shengtian Sect, he was not only inferior to one person, but also superior to ten thousand people.
These great elders, protectors, etc., are nothing to him.
Soon, another person appeared, an old man with white hair and white beard, who looked quite immortal.
"Right Saint Protector."
When everyone saw him, they stood up one after another.
"Um."
The right saint protector smiled and responded, and the upper right person took his seat.
"I heard that your disciple died... I'm sorry."
"..."
Zuo Sheng Dharma Protector's face trembled, and as soon as he came up, he took out a knife and stabbed him in the heart?
When they heard that Yousheng Dharma Protector, everyone at the scene was shocked. Some people stepped back slightly, while others looked excited. It was a lively scene.
Everyone knows that these two supreme protectors cannot be dealt with.
One is the master of the Son, and the other is the master of the Saint.
The two of them are pretty decent in terms of appearance, but the competition between the Holy Son and the Holy Woman is nothing more than a real one.
Although the fall of the Holy Son this time had nothing to do with the Saint, the Saint still got a big deal.
When they met Protector Zuo Sheng just now, no one dared to mention the death of the Holy Son for fear of getting into trouble.
Unexpectedly, as soon as the Protector Yousheng came, he would rub salt into the wound.
"Are you gloating?"
The Saint Protector of the Left stared at the Protector of the Right Saint and asked coldly.
"yes."
The Right Saint Protector smiled and nodded.
"..."
Not to mention Zuo Sheng, the guardian of the law, couldn't hold back any longer. Every one of the people at the scene couldn't hold back any longer.
Good guy, that's so straightforward.
What a good temper you have to be able to endure this!
"That disciple of yours... I said before that he is not very capable, but his heart is as big as the sky... Sooner or later, he will fall into trouble."
The Right Saint Protector continued.
"I heard that he wanted to deal with Xiao Chen, but Xiao Chen killed him..."
"Why, my disciple died and Xiao Chen won, are you happy? As the Right Saint Protector of the Holy Sect, where do you stand!"
Guardian Zuo Sheng said coldly.
"I have long heard that your female disciple wants to cooperate with Xiao Chen... Humph, could it be said that you are getting involved with Xiao Chen secretly?"
"It's useless for you to tell me. Why don't you tell the leader when he comes and see how he makes a decision?"
The Right Saint Protector shook his head.
"As for my position... I am naturally on the side of the Holy Religion. Your disciple is embarrassed by his great responsibility and would die early and give up the position of the Holy Son... He is not worthy of being the Holy Son."
"You're going too far!"
Zuo Sheng Dharma Protector was angry. No matter how deep the city was, he couldn't stand it!
Clay Bodhisattva still has three points of fire energy!
"There are many young heroes in the Holy Religion. You knew very well that he could become the Holy Son...if he dies, everyone will have a chance. What do you think?"
Right Saint Protector said, looking at the people at the scene.
"Old Liu, I think your disciple is pretty good...Old Chen, your youngest son can also be raised well..."
Although the people who were named by the Right Saint Protector were very excited, they couldn't express themselves too much. After all, the Left Saint Protector was sitting next to them.
When a disciple has just died, even if he has thoughts in his heart, he has to suppress the corners of his mouth to prevent him from laughing.
Bang.
Guardian Zuo couldn't help but slapped the armrest of the chair, and a terrifying aura filled the air.
"Saint Zuo Dharma Protector calms down..."
"My condolences."
When everyone saw it, they stopped watching the excitement and hurriedly gave some advice.
"What's the point of making noise?"
Suddenly, an old and indifferent voice sounded from the throne above.
Hearing this sound, the main hall, which was slightly noisy just now, immediately became audible.
Even the Saint Protector on the left and the Saint on the right looked up.
At this time, there was an old man wearing a bright yellow robe on the throne above.
The old man was extremely thin, like a skeleton wearing a robe. At first glance, he looked so thin that he could be blown away by a gust of wind.
But... everyone present, no one dares to look down upon him.
Many people even dared not look directly at him and quickly lowered their heads.
He is the leader of Shengtian Sect, Chen Hong!
One person can decide the life and death of thousands of people!
In addition to his lofty status, his strength is even deeper and unfathomable!
"Meet the Holy Master!"
Everyone stood up and bowed to greet him.
"Um."
Chen Hong nodded, sat on the throne, and glanced across the audience.
